Chapter One

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Hi! This is the first chapter, welcome :) I hope you enjoy the book. Please apologize for any mistakes, this is my first book. Thank you!
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This is bullshit. I stare out the window as the dark pine trees blur past me, it's cloudy, and it looks like it's going to storm. Definitely matches my mood.

I didn't do it, I'm innocent, I'm not the greatest student, not the greatest daughter and not the greatest kid, but what I was accused of a year ago I am innocent for.

I'm not even sure where I'm being taken right now, and I'm not sure what's going to happen to me. All I know is it's some school, no one would give me anymore details, probably because they knew I would run away to avoid it and they would have to send a search party to find me.

I just turned 18 but since I still attended high school; I'm still technically not an adult until I graduate, which I guess might be prolonged now.

I sigh heavily thinking of how my life has gone, especially the last year.

I feel a sudden turn and notice we are turning into what looks like a campus, a massive campus, in the middle of absolutely no where and it's completely gated. This will be so fun. Note the sarcasm.

I look up in the rearview mirror and notice the driver staring back at me with a cationic expression "Well looks like this is your stop young lady." He drives up to the intercom and announces who he is. Alfred or something was his name, I'm not sure I tuned him out.

Glancing around at what will be the next nine months of torture and disobedience. I'm getting out of here and returning back home one way or another, if I have to fight to leave, I guess I'll fight and act out just like I've done before. That doesn't bother me any. Alfred gets buzzed in and the huge iron metal gates give way and start opening, he starts driving forward slowly. Oh joy, let's see what treasures await me.
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He ends up driving far; twisting and turning between buildings, dorm rooms, houses, classrooms, and other students walking. None of them seemed to pay attention to me which I was grateful for. I was just hoping to be left alone and get this over with before it could begin.

He pulls up in front of a huge marble building with granite stone steps, there is an older looking woman there, and a younger guy standing next to her. The older woman couldn't be more than fifty years old, she had on a professional business skirt, and a blouse with heels. I quickly put together that this must be the headmaster or ONE of the headmasters, I was unsure if there were more than one. The younger guy was no more than twenty, he was tall, probably six foot two, and you could tell he didn't miss a day in the gym, he wasn't extremely buff but he had muscle. Both of them didn't look very pleased to see me. Well I wasn't very pleased to be there either so that makes three of us.

I thank Alfred for driving me. "Good luck" is all he says, I get out and grab my own suitcases from the trunk, I didn't really have to pack much because most of my clothes and important belongings were shipped here. I turn and stare at dumbledee one and dumbledee two.
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"Hi! I'm Elizabeth; but you can call me Lizzie" as I walk up to both of them. "Elizabeth, please follow me." The woman says. Oooookkkkk, I can tell this isn't going to go well already, I was trying to be polite to start off on the right foot but if they didn't want to respect me I'm not going to respect them back. "K, whatever than." I grumble under my breath.

I walk behind her and the boy. I notice them both glance at each other quickly then look away. We walk down a long corridor and then make what feels like a MILLION turns, I'm practically running with my very heavy suitcases. "Hurry up" the boy says in a stern voice. "Yeah, well you try lugging these around, you guys are practically speed walking for no reason and how about you don't fucking tell me what to do, you aren't in charge of me you asshole" his face completely drops into anger than a smirk appears, "Okay, give me the suitcases we will talk in the deans office."

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